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It's something we all have to face
Sometimes we face it with just a silent gaze
No emotions to be shown on our face
Feeling like things went faster than a race
It all comes to an end
It's something from which we cannot defend
Some face it with fear
Some face it with courage
But it's something that you don't have to be scared of
No matter what it is you fear
What behind you is the past
It might have gone a little too fast
But take my hand my friend
And let us walk down this road
And let us not fear
What is at the end
Sometimes we face it with just a silent gaze
No emotions to be shown on our face
Feeling like things went faster than a race
It all comes to an end
It's something from which we cannot defend
Some face it with fear
Some face it with courage
But it's something that you don't have to be scared of
No matter what it is you fear
What behind you is the past
It might have gone a little too fast
But take my hand my friend
And let us walk down this road
And let us not fear
What is at the end
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The End of Me
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Fight for our Dreams
Fight for our Dreams
All our dreams are at stake.
The world stands against them.
It tries to take them away from us.
It tries to take our only free world and destroy it.
The hate of people is what drives us to imagine and dream.
And in that world we are free to live as we want.
Our imagination is the only limit to what we can achieve there.
But regardless of how we protect it the people want to destroy it.
They want to take away our precious and bound it into darkness.
They want to see us suffer and on our knees.
All of that is because they lack the imagination of kids.
Those in control desire our failure so they can devour our cr
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Leave
me.
battered, unstable,
improperly built.
I no longer house sanity
only ghosts that were never
told how to move on.
maybe we used to be the same,
but now your cracked reflection
only adds to my years of bad luck
you never counted the lines in my smile,
or the notes between my freckles,
you only measured me.
I'm something to get by on,
but I'm simply not enough.
my watered-down voice
is growing weaker.
and you feed me sugar pills
to diminish the pain
(these bones still bleed)
there are vultures in your eyes,
they know what's coming next
children call on saviors to vanquish demons
from their closets and I'm begging
the s
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First of all, let me thank for helping with this piece, she's really full of great ideas
Second of all I would like to ask all of you if you could give some feedback, it's okay if you don't but I would like it very much
Third of all thanks for reading ^^
This is a short poem about walking down the figurative road that is life and reaching the end.
I know most of you fear it, but you should welcome it. See it not as an end, see it as a new beginning
Second of all I would like to ask all of you if you could give some feedback, it's okay if you don't but I would like it very much
Third of all thanks for reading ^^
This is a short poem about walking down the figurative road that is life and reaching the end.
I know most of you fear it, but you should welcome it. See it not as an end, see it as a new beginning
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This is very nice. It's pretty deep. and makes you think about your life and what has lead you up to who you are now.